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Part Four http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/09/17/generally-gillmore-lorain-part-4/
Quartus Gillmore came with his father from Mass. to clear and work the 1,000 acres .
The photo was purchased by Matt Weisman as a photo of Quartus and his family as stated with the text here :
Seller Notes: “Huge Vintage One Of A Kind Photo”
Original/Reprint: Original Print Photo Type: Huge Albumen
Listed By: Dealer or Reseller Subject: Quincy AdamsGilmore,Parents,Brother,AustrianKnight
Date of Creation: 1861 Region of Origin: US
Huge Old Photo The person seated at the lower right is Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore (1825-1888). My guess is that the two people seated in the center front are Quartus Gillmore (1790-1869) and his wife Elizabeth Reid Gilmore (1797-1876)…..the parents of Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore. My guess is that the person seated lower left is Cornelius Reid Gillmore (1841-1911)..the brother of Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore. My guess is that the person standing furthest to the left is Ann Fitzgerald Gillmore (1840-1914) …the wife of Cornelius Reid Gillmore. —————– I believe that the photo album that this pic came from belonged to Cornelius Reid Gillmore. His is the pic in the album (not included) that is in the number 1 position. A pic in the number 3 position in the album is for certain Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore. That pic is in a separate listing. Notice how the women behind Cornelius is close to him and has her hand on him as if she is his wife…an affectionate touching it really looks like…. Then notice how the women behind Quincy Adams is sort of further back and the hand is on him like she is feeling sorry for him in terms of Quincy losing his wife in 1861. I believe this pic was taken in the early to mid 1860s.Probably 1861. The Album which this photo came from included many cabinet photos of the people in this photo later in life. One of those cabinet photos was Quincy Adams Gillmore. Right smack in the middle of some of the other cabinet photos of people in this huge photo. Another Tell is look at the hair of Quartus and look at the hair around the ear of Quincy in the other listing of him as a Brigadier General. (if the other listing is up) The hair is sort of wavy around the ears of both of them.
**** ED. NOTE
This is, as stated, “guess work” by the seller- personally I have a reasonable doubt as to the person said to be General Gillmore is our General- however, I would love to have the people here confirmed as to their identity .
None the less General Quincy Adams Gillmore was the son of Quartus and Elizabeth and was born on the family farm – now known as Lakeview Park.
There are a great many stories and accounts of General Gillmore “some” of which can be found here
and Matt Weisman local historian, researcher has presentations available on the fame and life of General Quincy Adams Gillmore .
You can reach Matt and read about the presentation in the document link that follows:
There is a lot more to Quincy Adams Gillmore- a young man who authored a poem at West Point in 1846 titled Erie ( now for sale on E-Bay for $6,500 dollars ) http://www.ebay.com/itm/Original-1846-West-Point-Cadet-Poem-Titled-Erie-by-Quincy-Adams-Gillmore-
But I want to go back to recent history – that of the gathering in my dining room- as we salivated like kids in a candy store over the artifacts from Peggy.
Of course there were the photos and history of the Gillmores and the pride they felt for their famous Civil War General. This was evidenced by an old print found tightly rolled in a cardboard tube –
COPY RIGHT 1890 STORMING OF FORT WAGNER – “CHARGE OF THE 54 MASS(COL) RGT JULY 18TH 1863- (UNION) GENERAL GILLMORE
The finding of this print sent us off on the little known “glory” of the General……….
To be continued
The Gillmores came over the ocean 1718 ( see part three )as part of the Scotch- Irish migration in 1718 NOTE: this should not be confused with the potato famine migration. The founder of our own Lorain Gilmores, ROBERT(b- 1670), was from Coleraine, Londonderry County , Ulster, Ireland the history of these Scotch- Irish is fascinating and can be found on line here
An ocean voyage was not to be taken lightly in those times it was a horrendous undertaking- also having to prove you would not be a burden on the community in this case BOSTON – You had to be self supporting back in 1718.
“When the migrations from Ireland started in 1714, vessels of all kinds were pressed into service for carrying passengers. Often times, 300 people were packed into a ship and assigned tiny cots lined up side by side to make maximum use of space. Extra floors were often installed so that more cots and hammocks could be setup to handle more people. The head room that resulted was barely enough to allow one to creep in a stooped position to an assigned cot. Men, women and children were all crammed together. Exercise room was very limited. Food was eaten “in place” with no dining rooms available. Food after the first week was moldy and sour. Water became foul and undrinkable. Disease was all too often present with disastrous results. Death at sea was a common occurrence – as was child-birth.
People dying at sea where just thrown overboard because there was no way to preserve bodies long enough to reach shore. One considering a sea journey had to look beyond just the comfort aspects of the trip – there was a very real chance that one would not arrive at all. Storms were an all too often occurrence as there was no way to predict the weather. Ships were often blown off course to arrive weeks late and to be forced into ports far from their original destination. Pirates were very common, operating without hindrance off the American coast during the first half of the 1700’s.”
The Gilmores( Gillmores) ended up in Nutfield / Londonderry, New Hampshire http://www.londonderryhistory.org/townhist and acquired land – Robert some 70 acres and his son William (b 1686) apparently two shares- and a 50 acre farm, he was also appointed as one of the surveyors of highways- he had by 1753 amassed a princely worth of 2,299.10 LSD (pounds) about 200,000 dollars in today’s money.
James Gilmore(b-1728) ( son of William) left New Hampshire in about 1768 and ended up in Massachusetts, There is some confusion as to place names and where was what due to annexation and name changes . However it seems James’son Edmund (b-1763) exchanged the farm of 200 acres for the 1000 acres in what is now Lorain, Ohio .
As I drove to my daughter’s the other day, entering West Erie Avenue from Washington Ave and Veterans Park , past the homes, along the shore, past Lakeview Park, past the Elyria Water Plant, I thought of Peggy’s family, Edmund and his son Quartus Gillmore, who had “owned all of this land “ just 200 years ago. How they had built that first cabin in what would have been totally virgin forest.
Imagine the darkness, no light coming from any sort of street lamps, no road just a cart track, huge trees – their leaves blocking the only light- that of the moon. Night time would find them in total darkness, an inky blackness with only the crashing waves on the shore for company. Their meager light from the fire candles and oil lanterns . In summer the stifling heat that can come with humidity draining the life from one. They must have blessed the breeze from Lake Erie as they toiled in summer heat. The women having to keep the cook fires alight in such a climate.
As the autumn nights closed in and winter winds howled, no snow plows, struggling through Ohio snows to feed the stock, bring in feed and water.
Quartus (b 1790), Edmund’s son – 22 years old or so taking what implements they had carried with them to “clear the land and build a cabin” where the Easter Basket now stands. You have to wonder why that particular spot to build their first cabin. My thinking is it was probably in the middle of the tract of land they owned the 1,000 acres hugging the lake shore from what is now Washington Ave to nearly the underpass ( according to Peggy).
They built close to the lake and beach but protected from the lake’s wrath and waves by the drop off to the lake and beach. The lake and harbor was and still is a means of transportation so it made sense, to me at least. And, there is that old story ( every time there is flooding in Lorain) as to the streams and small rivers that are in this community (now filled in). I know there is one by my house
There was supposedly, and I have seen it on an old topographical map, of yet another stream apparently running out of the ground by the now tennis courts on North Lakeview Park and down to the lake. It would make sense to build near a water source as taking the trek to the lake before any wells were dug would have been difficult, having a flowing stream or brook nearby would have been a bonus and also likely place to build.
Of course, this family were not unused to hardships , apart from the traveling across the Atlantic in appalling conditions, they had, by my research, cleared , farmed and prospered in the wilderness for 90 ninety years Gr. Grandfather, Grandfather, Father and son alike . They had various talents, they would know about the weaving and manufacturing of cloth ( the fulling mill Londonderry) – the family were heavily involved in fishing back in Ireland ( as was most of the community who ended up in Nutfieled) and what was needed to eke out a community and be self sufficient. William, a wheelright, also a surveyor, they were farmers, had family experience with not only starting a community from nothing but wilderness and could survey land and roadway and it seems not unused to “starting a community” within the laws of this fledgling nation /.
And they did so here in Lorain.
It is written that Edmund ( the elder) father of Quartus( b-1790) was said to be about 6 foot tall . stocky build high prominent cheekbones. deep set eyes, thick head of hair large mouth , high upper lip – No beard on the upper lip but a beard on the lower jaw . He apparently passed his days here in what is now Lorain in cultivation of his land and is recorded in 1844 as owning land both in Amherst and Black River . Edmund died in 1846 but he lived to see this settlement become a town plat in 1834
To Be Continued ……….
General Quincy Adams Gillmore ( latter years)
Part One http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/09/05/general-quincy-a-gillmore-the-dining-room-dilemna/
A great deal has been written about General Adams Quincy Gillmore. He was the son of Quartus Gillmore and Elizabeth (Reid) Gillmore.
Edited photo of in all probability Quartus and Elizabeth Gillmore courtesy of Matt Weisman
I say ” in probability” because, like most of Lorain’s early history, I have to rely on “calculated guesswork”, word of mouth family history and snippets of information gleaned from biographies and events that may or may not be 100 percent correct. . In fact ,frustratingly enough for me, to do research on the internet the searches bring me back to this blog, for the most part.
When my neighbor , Peggy Gillmore,
http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/04/28/history-mystery-lives-of-lorain-gillmore/ would call to talk she would rattle off the names of her family as if they walked the streets of this neighborhood today . And actually they do walk among us still – our beautiful Lakeview Park the land first cleared in 1811/1812 by the very man pictured above with his wife. Quartus arrived here with his father Edmund Gillmore 1811
As I read the above, I remembered a very old photograph that came with the box of items from Peggy’s. I hadn’t thought much about it at the time as we all went through the assorted items on that April evening. As everyone assembled took items with them to peruse and research the things they found most interesting , I was left with some of the odds and ends. The photograph was one of the odds and ends.
Could this be a later photograph of the ancestral farm mentioned as being 200 acres ( Edmund Gillmore) traded away in order to obtain the 1,000 acres he acquired?
The back of the photograph mentions ancestral home Mass
Bearing in mind Lakeview Park today ( Metro Parks)
as we know it today is http://danielebrady.blogspot.com/2014/05/monument-to-mayor-leonard-moore.html just 20 acres and it wasn’t until discussion in 1916-17 led to the purchase of roughly 40 acres
Source : http://www.locophotogblog.com/?p=311
The first was to purchase the 19 acres along the lake for $42,500. The second included the land offered in the first proposal and 21.9 acres on the south side of West Erie Avenue for $52,900. Finally, Chamberlain offered all of the 119 acres along West Erie Ave. for $100,000, which Mayor Moore believed would be a “good buy” if the city could get the same price for portions of the property that they would not be able to use. After much discussion and some concern that the property was too far out-of-town for citizens to enjoy, councilmen decided to purchase 19 acres north of West Erie Ave and 21.9 acres south of West Erie Ave for $53,551.38.
Chamberlin Estates the owner of the property offered all 119 acres along West Erie for 100,000- Imagine if you will Edmund Gillmore of 1812 owning 1,000 acres and what that entailed in that original plat of Black River ( Settlement)
and then there was at the other end of the town what is now referred to as Veterans’ Park ( although I can find no official documentation as to the name change ) past 1966 ( Lorain Memorial Park) Veterans” Park History ( 7 parts linked) found here
fast forward to the internet and 1998 and a forum conversation between Diane Wargo Medina ( Charleston Pioneer Cemetery ) and another descendent of the Gillmores- Kathryn Whitaker at that time Ms Whitaker wrote
Here is some information from my great grandmother’s book:
Sophia Gillmore married Daniel Seth Leslie February 8, 1849 at Black River,
Ohio. She was born in Ohio as her mother, Elizabeth Reid (Reed) came with
her father, John Reid to the mouth of Black River, Black River Township, in
1811. They were among the first settlers. Elizabeth married Quartus
Gillmore. The Reeds and Gillmores owned most of Lorain, it has been said.
In fact, the Gillmores and Leslies owned considerable property in Amherst,
Avon Park, Elyria and Lorain. The Eddys and Conleys, relatives of the
Gillmores, had their homeland also in Lorain County. Sophia Gillmore
Leslie deeded Washington Park in downtown Lorain, to the city.
Sophia was the sister of our General Quincy Adams Gillmore
And so it goes history in snippets and bits and pieces. I am hesitant to “guess” and conclude- after all this is not my history and I know from Charleston Village Society Board member and historic researcher extraordinaire Diane Wargo Medina - not everything that is always written is correct . So please if in this series there are wrong conclusions or information please feel free to inform me of any corrections! Obviously if you have further information please contact me
To be continued
Thanks to Dan Brady , Jim Smith , Matt Weisman
General Quincy Adams Gillmore , hero of the Civil War,
came into my life and my dining room, totally unexpected. He arrived, carried by a descendent, to my front door a few weeks ago. The good General had been offered to the Lorain Historical Society http://lorainhistory.org/ by family members but the historical society declined him and so he is with me.
With him came some other artifacts including a 1914 framed photograph of the graduating class of Lorain High School. Lorain City School Board member Jim Smith collected the photograph and it now proudly hangs at Charleston Center along with a similarly framed photo of the class of 1913. Ironically the photo returned home to Lorain City Schools exactly 100 years after it was first taken.
There was also a roll of some panoramic shots of what looked to be railroad tracks. I was scared to unroll it and gave it to Dennis Lamont who told me it was of the tracks etc for the Terminal Tower Cleveland, another good home and those that appreciate the memorabilia as much as Peggy herself.
Since the last living direct descendent of one the founding fathers families the Gillmore’s in Lorain,
Peggy, was so proud of her heritage and what the Gillmore family had managed to contribute, not only to Lorain’s founding history, but to the nation as a whole.
I had promised Peggy I would do what I could to archive her family on the world wide web. I am not sure she understood what that meant exactly but I started with a couple of posts on the the old WoM Blog http://thbarchive.wordpress.com/. Unfortunately the WoM disappeared from the www and therefore with it those posts. However, I did find my files for at least one of those series on the Gillmores and Lakeview Park. The cabin/ farmhouse of the Gillmores stood once where the famous easter basket/ floral basket now sits
Where History Walks
Where History Walk1
I have looked upon the face of the “older” General for these past weeks pondering his story. I cleaned the beautiful 22″ by 25″ carved wooden frame, gently polished the studding, which is probably pewter or white metal. I have not seen any image on the web that shows the General as he aged. There is some foxing and bleed through from the wooden backing on the paper ( which needs some restoration). Whilst dusting, I noticed, the back part of the original backing remains some writing. I would say the photographic portrait is at least 125 years old. I would probably have to take the back off to see if there is other information but I am not willing to do that – just in case something happens.
…of General Quincy A Gil…. was presented to Perry Chapter DAR …..
and below what is left of the damaged backing a small white square upon which is written –
This picture is the property of Nathan Perry Chapter D.A.R , Lorain presented by Quincy A Gillmore – Elyria O
This sent me off on a bit of a history mystery hunt.
Obviously, this presented piece given at one time to the Daughters of the American Revolution ( Nathan Perry Chapter) to which Peggy had belonged, founded in 1918 could not have been presented by the pictured General Quincy Adams Gillmore himself . It made no sense as he had died in 1888.
The glass in the portrait is “wavy” something that occurred prior to 1900. I believed the portrait may have belonged to the General’s family – his son was another General Quincy O Maher Gillmore- 1850-1923 but he had the wrong middle initial to be the donor.
Therefore, since the note says presented by Quincy A Gillmore I drew the conclusion this was probably presented by the grandson of the Civil War General and himself another General Quincy A Gillmore1881-1956.
BUT that “ELYRIA” connection worried me so I carried on looking, where I could, on-line. Low an behold, there is “another Quincy A Gillmore” He was the son of Civil War General Quincy Adams Gillmore’s brother Edmund (named after his grandfather one of the founders of this settlement ( owning approximately 1,000 acres). This Edmund married Miss Adelaide E Gillmore daughter of Alanson(also a son of the original Edmund of Lakeview) and Evelyn ( Jones) Gillmore.
Adelaide was also the sister of Fanny (Gillmore) Wilford-
wife of Captain Wilford
and the lady of the civil war letters.
Edmund and Adelaide’s only child was Quincy “ALANSON” Gillmore , who ended up a prominent attorney in Elyria (Page 728- The History of Lorain County) so I am thinking the presenter of the portrait could be the nephew!
I won’t ever know why or how the portrait ended up back with Peggy and her home but it obviously had for these many, many years. The General staring at me these many days started me back on a road I promised Peggy I would travel. As far as the portrait , it certainly doesn’t belong with me , I believe HE needs a permanent home where he will be appreciated, just where that is at the moment is up in the air- suggestions?????
to be continued ……………..
Note : Thanks to Dan Brady http://danielebrady.blogspot.com/ for his help with the Gillmores
This anniversary week , of what used to be love and celebration, has arrived and with it gulping pain. Gulping, because I hold my breath to stop the tears from burning my eyes, blinding me , trying to breathe and all that happens is I gulp for air as the tears flow unabated.
Chris, the day of your birth , as you left me to start a life of your own also found tears , tears of happiness , I gulped and tried to breathe as the contractions became intense , waves of pain then too, but at the end of the pain insurmountable joy. My son, you my beautiful baby boy, put into my arms for the first time.
There were wonderful birthdays that followed but I hadn’t been able to remember them because of your last birthday . Your first and then your last birthday and remembered pain
Once again in a hospital , but I was not surrounded by those that loved me, just clinical cold and vacuous clowns.
My whole being was fraught with worry that morning , my insides were shaking and sick with fear, what would they find? My son going under a surgeon’s knife – cutting into your neck to see if the obscenity of the curable cancer had once again beaten the ” treatment”.. I just wanted to go somewhere quiet away from chatter with my thoughts. I didn’t want to be polite. I just wanted peace.
They coffee clutched the time away with their frivolous discussions of fashions, cake , birthdays and celebrations seemingly without thought of how this would affect those that did truly love you ). If there ever was a time where I heard my own grandmother’s voice it was then ” Remember Loraine, breeding will out”
I wanted to scream and shake them as the grandmother decided it would be a good time for a betting game- we were all supposed to pick a time from the time your name came on the big board informing us you were now in the operating room as to how long it would take for you to be under the knife and the time of the surgery .
“Angela, (Ritchey now Murphy http://my.clevelandclinic.org/staff_directory/staff_display.aspx?DoctorID=16147 ) it isn’t fair though you can’t be part of this as being a doctor you would know the answer – giggle, giggle, giggle” Lisa what do you say? Frank? 45 minutes, 55? an hour?
and so it went.
Nikki had excused herself and I was left alone with them. I ignored the game as best I could and tried to ignore them, all the while wishing they were somewhere else – anywhere but there, but the puerile woman would not shut up –
Come on Loraine you must have a guess, join in – otherwise you won’t win! Angela , do we have time to go to the cafeteria – Loraine isn’t it your birthday too in a couple of days – it is Chris’ today isn’t it – will you have a party, what kind of cake, will your mother be baking one or two?
Shut Up! are you all so damned insensitive you can’t see your imbecilic diatribe is ripping me apart, I don’t care about your nonsensical games , I am in torment that my son will die- can’t you see our pain you stupid,selfish people?
So I haven’t even been given the gift of remembering HAPPY birthday, as the gift I received that last birthday was the gift of death.
Surrounded by the clowns of control who carried on their narcissistic thinking and behaviors until the day you died and beyond.
And yet, this week I did receive a gift of you. I don’t know why , then again maybe I do ,but a video tape ( yes a VHS tape) fell out of a bag in the garage, your father, curious, picked it up. None of us can remember how or why the tapes were in the garage of all places – the basement- I could see but why they were in the garage that sits at the end of the garden separate , full of tools and junk is beyond me.
The tape, was of your sister dancing at an event when she was 21. Your dad brought in the bag of VHS tapes and started to play them. There you were, once again, your childhood played out in the pool, on the soccer field , rowing boats , Christmas morning, skiing laughing and loving with us .
I could only watch a little bit at a time as it too caused pain that is indescribable but it affirmed to me the gift of ” her thoughts”- that Nikki and I wouldn’t like) I received from your bride Angela Marie Lombardi Ritchey Murphy ( now remarried )
you know the “healer” – the words -
“I think your intense love for Chris shielded you from getting to know who he completely was.
and not forgetting how Dr. Angela ( Ritchey) Murphy wrote 4 months after Chris’s death writing to tell me
my son although he would defend me even when I didn’t deserve it – would put me in my place-
Angela’s gift of compassion??? so thoughtfully given…..
Yes, as painful as it was to look at my son enjoying his life with his family before those cretans of control and the insidious crew of cruelty and self entered our lives- watching what I could bear to watch of those tapes only reminded me that
I knew my son and he loved us and his place was with us and still should be .
My gift to you , Chris is my heart, the truth, and your story, the book I promised to write for you !
and the hope that one day I will be able to look upon your face ……
Every time I log in to the administration of this blog, I have to scroll down through all the months I have written and posted here. I see the years flash by as the mouse does it work. They say your life flashes before your eyes when you are drowning and I am drowning with the loss of you every single day. The calendar of years flashing by is just another reminder of how long you have left us -physically.
There are times when I am writing an opinion or delving into the chaos of the community when I long for your perspective. You always were succinct and to the point- you never wasted words ( you didn’t get that from me) but you always showed me another view or aspect even when we agreed.
This past month has found me caught up in a rather vitriolic and vicious to some, debate ( I use the word debate loosely). I know if I could have picked up the phone you would have given me a clearer and younger male perspective . Once again, I am just a shell of the me that was, floundering , drowning in doubt. Then, as I sat in the bedroom looking at your work that fills the walls, I remembered your counsel- sage and insightful beyond your years.
“Nothing should be hidden or untouchable, if it is your truth and you stand behind it – no one should be able to silence you “
but with the warning :
Speech can segregate you from everyone
Thank you Chris , a timely reminder heeded- I still love you more than life itself …………..